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they are a disgrace to your love-feasts, they indulge themselves at your festivals without reserve: clouds without water, transported with every wind: trees whose fruit soon withers and is useless, twice dead and rooted up:

Verse ConceptsClouds, Figurative UseRootsAgape LovePlucking OutThe Second DeathLove Exists Between PeopleLove Feast

These are murmurers, complainers, who pursue their own passions: their language swells with flattery, which they offer to the personages of men from a prospect of gain.

Verse ConceptsBraggingComplaintsComplaining

these are they who distinguish themselves, though they are sensual, and have nothing that is spiritual.

Verse ConceptsInstinctLiving For The MaterialWithout Godnatural LifeEmotionsGoing To Churchdivision